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The first thing I had to do in Phnom Penh was to visit the site of the drowning and pay respects to the five dragon boaters.
I woke up early and made a trip to the market to buy five lotus flowers and bouquet of white chrysantanum. It was early in the morning and the pontoon was quiet except for a few tourist boats. The pontoon was a pretty big structure, bare and rather ugly, and I understood how fatal it can be if trapped underneath it.
I said my quiet prayers with a sense of desolation, and then watch the river carried away the five lotus flowers.
Go in peace, friends.
22 Dec 07. Phnom Penh.
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